He has a solid theory on how the inside of his nose could get a sunburn. And he has thereby taught me to be thankful that my nostrils do not point the other way, and neither does the flesh of my nose open like an umbrella.

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I unpacked our snacks at the pool, including chips, carrots, cheese, and giant marshmallows – so big that Tyler can eat them like an apple. He chose the marshmallow first.

2 thoughts on “For the Love of Tyler”

> From: Joan Dawson > Date: October 30, 2013, 4:40:43 PM MDT > To: Liz Gillen > Subject: Re: book – From Liz Gillen > > Could you see if Tricia Williford could come speak to our widows’ group either Feb. 4th or March 4th? That would be great. We meet in room 94 from 5:30 to 7:00 and she can take all or part of that time. > > Thanks again for thinking of us and suggesting her. Sounds like a good fit – > > Bless you, > Joan Dawson > > > > >